Title: Time Warped

Author: Aerohead

Email: in my profile

Website: In my profile

Pairing: Possible Hermione/Ron, Fiyero/Elphaba, Fiyero/Glinda

Rating: PG13

Disclaimer/Dedication: JK Rowling and Gregory Maguire have created a wonderful universe which I am now destroying.

Warning: If you want to keep your brain cells, I suggest skimming this and hoping you don't lose a lot. Also, there may be some spoilers for Broadway fans, though I'm not too sure.

Genre: Humor, Action/Adventure

Summary: Hermione gets distracted while trying to learn how to apparate, and sends Ron, Harry, and herself not only into another world, but another time period. Can two young sorceresses help her to get home before the spell cannot be reversed?

Author's Notes: I was bored one day and this idea just popped into my poor, deluded mind. This is just my boredom taking hold, and I'm not sure how long it will go. Please read and review so that I know how insane I actually am. This is a crossover; based on the worlds of Harry Potter and Wicked. I'm going to work with musical verse Wicked because the characterizations of the characters are easier, and the pairings are more fun.

Chapter One: Bad First Impressions

Hermione sat in the library, with a book about apparating sitting, unread, in front of her. Ron and Harry were ten minutes late, and she didn't care. She was staring mutely at the note in front of her, written in purple ink. The words didn't make sense to her anymore, and her heart had stopped beating ages ago.

"Hermione, I'm so sorry we're late!" Harry said as he and Ron burst into the library. Madame Pince sent him an accusatory glance, but he ignored it. Hermione jumped, stuffing the parchment into the deep pockets of her robes. She feigned a glare at the two boys as they sat down across from her.

"Well, you should be." She said.

Ron sent her a grin. "Aw, you're just mad because you couldn't tell us all that you found exactly when you found it." He looked at the lone book open on the table with curiosity. "What did you find, anyway?" he asked.

She blinked. "Oh, well, I found this; it's the best of the apparating spells I could find." She said, holding out the book for Ron and Harry to look at.

Harry pretended to be interested in the book, but Ron pushed it away. "You've been here long enough; I trust your judgment." He said. Hermione sent Harry a pleading look, but he was looking at Ron.

"Yeah, Hermione, don't worry, I'm sure it's the spell Flitwick wanted us to try." He promised. She looked down at the spell, suddenly apprehensive.

"Let's all try it together, shall we?" she said. The two boys nodded.

"Where should we apparate to?" asked Harry.

"Why don't we apparate onto the grounds." Ron said. Hermione rolled her eyes.

"You can't." she said. She picked up the book and brought it over to Madame Pince, who signed it out for her. The three started out of the library and down the corridors. "I was thinking we should go into the Forest; it's technically not part of the grounds. And then we could apparate to…hmmm…why not the meadow just outside of Hogsmede Station and back again?" she said.

Ron was about to argue, but Harry stepped in. "That sounds fine, Hermione." He said, sending Ron an annoyed glance. Ron scowled but kept walking behind Hermione, at Harry's side. They walked out onto the grounds and walked quickly down to the Forbidden Forest, Hermione holding a flashlight to illuminate the grounds.

"Why don't you just use your wand?" Ron asked.

Hermione didn't look at him. "Because I'll need light to read the spell and my wand to have a practical lesson with it." She said. They reached the edge of the Forest. Hermione put the book down and opened to the correct page, ignoring the twisted, archaic symbols on the opposite page. She looked at the spell, before looking at Harry and Ron. "Why don't we all say it at the same time?" she said. "That way we'll all make it to Hogsmede at the same time, so we know if it works or not." She said. The two boys nodded, and she smiled, though it wavered. "Okay, now…'concentrate on your destination'," she read. She closed her eyes and imagined what she thought the meadow would look like in the dark, with fog rolling down the heather. Once the image was set in her mind, she opened her eyes to look at the boys. Ron's face was screwed up in concentration while Harry seemed far away. Hermione coughed and the boys jumped. She pointed the flashlight at the book again. "Ready?" she asked. The boys read the spell quietly, before nodding. "On the count of three, then?" she asked.

"One…two…." Ron said. They looked at each other, before raising their wands.

"Appareo Pridem!" They all said together. Hermione felt a tug on her chest, before the world went black.

When she opened her eyes again, she was face down in a patch of sweet smelling grass. She lifted herself up, shielding her eyes from the sun. She blinked, before checking her watch; it had been broken in her fall. She heard a bell toll not too far off, and turned to look at the brick building that surrounded the greenery she was sitting in.

Ron had pulled himself up using the bottom of a statue. He looked around, before going over to Hermione. "I don't think this is the right meadow." He said.

"No…I don't suppose it is." Hermione said, more to herself then to him. Harry groaned as he came to, picking himself up off the ground. Hermione saw him and jumped to his side. "Harry! Are you alright?"

"I've been better." He said, rubbing the back of his neck. Ron found his glasses and picked them up. He handed them to Harry, who put them on. "I've been worse, too." He said.

The trio was interrupted by a group of people, all around their age, coming over to see what the trouble was. Hermione couldn't make out complete sentences, but people did make comments with their peers.

"…the clothes!..."

"…can't be Gillikin…"

"….new students…"

"…Morrible…"

The last catch of sentence made Hermione shiver with unwarranted dread. A young blonde and a brunette pushed their way through the crowd – they didn't have to push, actually, the crowd moved for them – and stopped to see what the commotion was.

"Oh, new students! How wonderful!" Exclaimed the blonde, grabbing the brunette's arm. He didn't seem particularly excited as he looked Ron and Harry up and down.

"Yeah…that's great." He said, distracted, as he looked around the crowd. "Where'd…Galinda?"

The young woman had walked over to Hermione and curtsied, sending Hermione a charming smile. "I'm Galinda Upland." She said. When she saw Hermione's confused look, her smile became bigger and she leaned closer to Hermione. "Of the Upper Uplands?" she clarified.

"Oh." Hermione tried to curtsy as best she could in her robes. Ron snorted. "I'm Hermione Granger. Of…London?" she said.

Ron moved Hermione aside and stuck out his hand. "And I'm Ronald Weasley, of Ottery St. Catchpole."

"Oh, how nice to meet you." She held out her hand to be kissed; Ron shook it.

"What is all this commotion?" screeched a woman as she pushed through the crowd of students. She was a very large woman, with a severe face. She glared at the three bedraggled British teenagers in front of her, before looking around. "Well?"

"Ma'am?" Hermione said. She turned to look at Hermione. "My friends and I went awry in our plans and ended up here instead of our school. If you could please…"

The woman's look changed to a faux smile. "Well, why didn't you say so, dear." She turned to look at the blonde. "Galinda, since you are already so well-acquainted with this young woman, why doesn't she room with you?"
Galinda looked scandalized. "But Madame, I can barely keep house with Elpha-"

"…and Master Fiyero, if you could kindly take this young man in," she pointed to Ron, "I'll have Master Boq sent for and the other young man can room with him." She looked at Hermione. "We'll have…actual clothes sent to your dormitory for you, and we'll be sure to fix this gulch as soon as possible."

"Thank…you?" Hermione said. Galinda huffed and started to back towards the large building that she had come from. Hermione followed behind her, following her into a dormitory building and up a flight of stairs. The blonde turned and looked at Hermione.

"I'll warn you now; my roommate's a little…odd." She left it at that and opened the door. Hermione followed behind, slowly. "Elphie!" Galinda called, her voice almost grating. "Elphie, we have a new roomie!"

"Excuse me if I don't leap for joy." Said the dark haired girl sitting at the small desk. Her hair obscured her face from Hermione, and she wondered how she was odd.

"Elphie's a studier; she loves school." Galinda made a face as she whispered to Hermione, before turning back to the other girl's back. "Elphie, this is…Herm….Her…"

"Hermione." She said. The girl stood. "Hermione Granger?"

"I'm Elphaba Thropp." The girl said as she turned around. She had one black eyebrow raised as she leant against the wooden chair. Hermione tried not to cry out loud at the off color of the other girl's skin. "Welcome to Shiz." She said, her voice flat.